She stands in a field obediantly, in a place far from the monsters that adorned the green hillside. Careful bending her head down to nibble at the grass near her feet, she takes her glance from her surroundings to where she has started to chew. It is at these times that there is peace, where the new creatures in the land do not terrorize nor bother the gentle horse. Bringing her head back up, she shakes her mane and snorts. The sun shines off her red coat and she scratches one hoof on the ground.
These are also times when she waits expectantly for adventure, for something to break the spell of peace that has now become tiresome. Cantering forward, she manoevers out of each monster way and heads into Kakariko Gorge.
Just as she reaches the entrance, the call comes and echoes through the air, her ears twitching as it reaches them. Without hesitation, she gallops off to find her master to once again aid in his battle against twilight.